Seeing that Pill Elder had said so, Lu Tian no longer had any doubts.
He immediately ordered his servants to prepare everything Yang Lingtian needed.
Fortunately, although the few things Yang Lingtian had mentioned were precious, the Lu family's treasury still had them in stock.
In less than half an hour, all the materials had been prepared.
"What should we do next?" Lu Tian handed everything over to Yang Lingtian and asked expectantly.
Yang Lingtian did not act himself. Instead, he pushed all the materials in front of Pill Elder.
"Now, it's up to you."
"Me?" Pill Elder froze.
"Refine these four materials into liquid with your Pill Fire, using a ratio of three to two to one to one."
"Then drip the medicinal liquid evenly into the nine orifices of this Nine-Orifice Exquisite Grass."
"Remember, there can't be the slightest mistake throughout the entire process. Otherwise, all our previous efforts will be wasted."
After Yang Lingtian finished speaking, he stepped aside, looking every bit like a hands-off shopkeeper.
Pill Elder looked at the materials before him, then at Yang Lingtian. After taking a deep breath, he nodded.
"Fine. I'll trust you this once!"
He stopped hesitating, immediately sat cross-legged, and summoned his Pill Fire.
He began carefully refining the divine materials according to Yang Lingtian's instructions.
Everyone's eyes focused on him. For a time, the entire seventh floor of the Treasury Pavilion was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Time passed slowly.
When the four fire-attributed divine materials had successfully been refined into a mass of crimson medicinal liquid radiating terrifying heat,
Pill Elder's forehead was already covered in fine beads of sweat.
He carefully controlled the mass of medicinal liquid, slowly dripping it toward the withered Nine-Orifice Exquisite Grass.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats.